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Wrong
03:58
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tell me that I'm wrong like you always do, im starting to move on to finding something new, all your backwards thoughts will be the death of you, dont tell me that im wrong
And I told you and myself that I could change, but I'm still in bad shape, im falling back to old ways, theres only so much I can take,
take your ego down a notch you'll only sabotage yourself, while youre praying up in heaven ill be drinking down in hell, its been harder than i thought, I've been wide awake for days, instead of looking for a reason ill just go my separate way
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Months
01:45
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its been so many months and im not feeling better, and all i want is to erase old conversations from my mind, cause it made one too many times last night
id rather fucking die than apologize for any old excuse you tried to find, i wasted time and fell behind, out of sight not out of mind
and youre not as smart as you appear to be, and all my words have led me to regressing, and all the times we spent hopelessly arguing have left me drowning in your wake
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Same
04:04
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last weekend shouldve been a wake up call but it wont be, ive got broken bones and shattered teeth, but thats not stopped me from running myself into the ground, and every single night i think that ill be
waking to the sound of your voice, and id forget about it all if i only had the choice to take it back, but fuck that its all the same to me
id rather not discuss the things that cant be erased, ive misplace old motivation with a bitter taste, im in a race against myself but my body's giving up, and every single night i hope that ill be
waking to the sound of your voice, and id forget about it all if i only had the choice to take it back, but fuck that its all the same to me
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Tu Hermana
02:46
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Estoy enamorado con su hermana,
Ella es mejor que ti,
Me encanta su culote,
y su barriga grande me hace sonreír,
La boca suya huele tan maluco ( or huele a mierda-smells likes shit, I dk if you can swear)
Es bruto, gas como basura
Que maldición el día que te hice mi novia
Odio su maquillaje,
Pareces como un payaso sucia,
No quiero hablar, por favor no me jodas,
Me voy a mudar con su mama y hermana
para engórdanos hasta eternidad
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Ben Mink Music Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
blah blah blah who reads these things anyways. check out some songs i wrote and recorded over the past few months.
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